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I Wanted To Do Photography As A Job, The Other Students Wanted To Make Art

I ended up failing out of UGA’s art program within a year. I was not an ar-teest—I wanted to do photography as a job—but everyone looked at me like I was a whore. I wanted to make money with photography while the other students wanted to make art. I didn’t do well with art: I didn’t take pictures of naked girls laying on headstones, or talk about the “juxtaposition of life and death” and the “cold, hard granite of the headstone.” It sucked.